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AanmeldenThis school had four teachers: Kleinhaneveld (principal), De Vries, Ravensbergen, Huisjes.
This school had four teachers: Kleinhaneveld (principal), De Vries, Ravensbergen, Huisjes. At first we had school in an old building. Then we got a new school. When we got to this new school, whenever we had Mr. Kleinhaneveld as our teacher, some students would ask him to explain how the central heating system worked. In the old school we just had big stoves. But in the new school we had a central heating system that circulated hot water through the metal registers that sat in the classrooms underneath the windows. Mr. Kleinhaneveld would say: Have I not already explained this before. Then we would all say: that must have been a different class. Since we had to ride our bicycles to school from Mussel every day, we had to go through all kinds of weather. We might also have problems with our bicycles breaking down. But of course we used the slightest excuse to be late. Even when we arrived late (on purpose)in a snow "storm", Mr. Kleinhaneveld would come to the door to let us in and let us dry ourselves at the new heat registers. But Mr. Ravensbergen did not accept any excuses. He told us to take our old bicycles to the bicycle cemetery. Mr. Gert Huisjes from Assen set up a boy scout group named after the Musselkanaal war hero Dirk de Ruiter. He t6aught us many things, including songs accompanied on his guitar. He made us camp in Zweeloo. We did games all over Musselkanaal, Zandtange etc. One Saturday he and a number of Musselkanaal boy scouts came on their bicycles to Mussel. Actually they walked beside their bicycles because the wind was too strong for biking. Then he said that he would never criticize us students from Mussel again for coming late to school in bad weather. Mr. De Vries had a 48 cc motorbike. He would come to school riding on it, sitting perfectly straight. One day some students triggered a "stink bomb" in the classroom of Mr. Huisjes. He became very angry. He said: "ik trap je tegen de muren omhoog!" But we loved him and I am sure that in his heart he loved us. Some time later I met him in Amsterdam where he pursued a doctorate in psychology. Whenever students from Mussel graduated, their classmates from Mussel would stop at every home of theirs along their way to celebrate.
Chr. MULO -school, 1952
This school had three teachers: kindergarten, grades 1-3, and grades 4-6+.
This school had three teachers: kindergarten, grades 1-3, and grades 4-6+. I first spent some time with Mr. Folkes in grade 3. I remember coming in late after recess with some of my classmates. Mr. Folkes was angry with us. While we stood lined up in the rear of the classroom, just inside the classroom door, he hit each one of us on both sides of our faces, with the full swing of his arms. When I was with Mr. Ottevanger, we would sometimes sing songs with him. Then he would walk around the classroom and put his ear to our mouths. He told my dad: that boy cannot sing! Mr. Ottevanger and his family lived right next-door to the school, since he was the principal. About once per year some of the bigger boys had to go and bring his harmonium (pump organ) into the classroom, for the accompaniment of our singing. Since Mr. Ottevanger could not always teach all grades at the same time, he had to put us to work quietly part of the time. Whenever we had completed math work on our slates, we would walk up to his desk at the front of the classroom. Once he had checked our work, we had to wipe our slates clean again. So much for the work we had done! Whenever we deserved punishment, Mr. Ottevanger would write an enormously long number at the top of our slate, ending in a zero. Then he would write the same number underneath this long number, but without the zero. Then our job was to subtract this second number from the first one, ten times in a row. If we did not make any mistakes, we would end up with zero. Mr. Ottevanger also had big sheets of paper filled with math problems. These were called "Gauw en Goed". If we completed them without any mistakes, we would be given a new pencil. I remember that as students we all wore wooden shoes. These were had to place on wooden shelves along the sides of the hallway, as we entered the school building. Towards the end of grade six, those who were to continue on to other schools in Musselkanaal or Stadskanaal, were given some extra work to do.
Lagere School met de Bijbel, 1949
I came to this school from Mussel in Groningen, and initially was way behind for year 4.
I came to this school from Mussel in Groningen, and initially was way behind for year 4. The history teacher was surprised how poorly I did, even though I was the only student who appeared to listen to his classes. When I was returned to level 3, I was able to follow everything quite well. I remember some classes together singing hymns accompanied by one of the students on a piano. In an art class the teacher wanted us to make a drawing of a miniature violin which was placed on a table in the front of the classroom. When the teacher walked out, one of the students sat down underneath the blackboard, with his back to the wall. He sat on his one leg and placed one of his shoes on his knee, as though he was handicapped by having one short leg. Then he pretended to play this little violin. I was once caught skipping out on a gym class, together with some of my classmates. The following day, the principal, Mr. Wijmands, came by our classroom to say that "Bilkes en his kornuiten" were to see him in his office. There was a tall teacher, Mr. Klop, who taught a foreign language, I believe. He apparently knew my parents and asked me to pass his greetings to them. When I did my final exams, we first had two days of written exams in another school in an area of Amsterdam that I did not know. At one lunch break I went for a short ride on my bicycle, and lost my way. So I stopped at a policeman and asked him whether he knew the way to this school where we were writing our tests. He said something like: Indeed I do. When I kept looking up to him, he asked: Did you also want me to tell you where this school is? During my oral exams I was asked to name all the parts of a ship that I knew in English. By the end of the day I expected to have failed my exams. But the administrator said that we were a success "ploegje" (group # 144. All of us had passed. To me he said: you even have some 9's. I was pretty happy.
Prinses Beatrixschool, LO /..., 1955